Chapter Sixty-Three: Extrasolar Colonists

Countless sect masters felt their hearts tremble and a chill rise from the soles of their feet, all rejoicing that they had not been blinded earlier by things like the True Dragon supreme technique and had not foolishly thrown themselves into danger.

Although Fairy Luo said so on the surface, deep down she clearly did not believe that Jian Wushuang could be bound by allegiance.

In the same year, a loud explosion echoed from the distant depths of the universe as someone witnessed a stone egg cracking open, unleashing boundless immortal light.

However, what was even more astonishing followed: as the time display reached the seventh level, the information on the box did not stop.

The Zhao family was so overbearing that the entire Fox clan went to visit en masse, only to be turned away and left empty-handed. With A-Cao staying behind in the Zhao family, needless to say, no matter how resourceful the Su family might be, they could only resign themselves to helplessness.

The Star Emperor remained seemingly unaware, his imperial sword repaired and restored by starlight, as he swung it to strike once more. By this point, none of the five Unity realm experts could hold back, and they were locked in a chaotic melee. The Star Emperor had already shattered seven or eight starry worlds one after another to absorb their vital energy. Lord Taimwei could do nothing about it and could only desperately intercept some of the dissipating starlight to strengthen himself.

Mufan's heart stirred slightly; he could feel that he could effortlessly master the destiny of a single drop of water—yielding yet firm, with hardness and softness complementing each other. Wasn't this the exact same principle as the Taoist saying, "The highest good is like water, which benefits all things without contention"?

This was because the Eastern Emperor had issued them a final ultimatum: once the path to immortality came to an end, he would personally take action and slaughter all the supreme beings remaining in this realm.

The vehicles had collided, with the hood of the lead car already torn open. The car windows were covered in spiderweb cracks, and the doors stood wide open, looking as though something had forcefully dragged the occupants out from within.

Ling Chong tried to deduce the Soul-Devouring Tribulation Method once again. The Innate Eight Trigrams first completely separated the Soul-Devouring Tribulation Method from the Six Desires True Scripture and the Seven Emotions Demonic Art, and then re-derived it from the foundation, fusing the three methods into a brand-new technique that was indeed more than thirty percent superior to the original method.

Hearing this, Zhuoyue's gaze darkened. She wondered who had sent people this time, and why there were so many experts among them.

In the courtyard, beneath the banyan tree, stood a stone table with eight immortal sides. Pocked and uneven, raindrops falling periodically from the banyan tree splashed against the table's surface, as if silently narrating the origin of those pits.

"Manager Zhao is just the same as ever; after a few months apart, he's put on quite a bit of weight," Chu Ning retorted.

The dim dusk light filtered through the glass, forming triangles across the living room. The furniture was in disarray, and chaotic dust motes floated suspended within the light and shadow. The scene had already fallen silent.

Ma Zhi cast a cautious glance over. Realizing it was the newcomer Fangzheng, his expression improved slightly, and his wariness diminished considerably.

With a loud roar, the Asura drew a Blood-Melting Divine Saber and charged straight toward Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

"Buffing abilities? What is this? Could it be that I can now imbue ordinary objects with divine power?" Fangzheng subconsciously thought of scenes from ghost-hunting films where masters used consecrated items to subdue demons and vanquish devils.

These two devices alone consumed thirty percent of Xing Tianyu's spiritual power. Coupled with the starship itself and his own baseline consumption, Xing Tianyu had expended a full fifty percent of his spiritual power. If he were to die out there, even if he survived, he would likely go mad.

The animation screen shifted to the evening news broadcast, leaving both Chunxia and Yu's father—who had been staring fixedly—suddenly enlightened.

The five of them laughed and chatted all the way back. Of course, most of it consisted of Yu Rou chattering away about how exciting the match had just been, with Yu Dongfei chiming in from time to time, while Shangguan Fei and Le Bing only needed to lend their ears.

When Tian Dou and Chihuo arrived at the Dark Cavern base, they were slightly startled inwardly, never expecting that Wang Pengyu would have set up so many Dharma arrays here and dispatched heavily armed guards, which showed how immensely he valued this place.

Liu Yihua was genuinely a bit baffled right now! Was Han Yun just being reserved, or was she truly nervous?

A stream of scarlet liquid directly squirted out, splashing onto Zifeng's body.

After Zifeng left, Fenghen was dumbfounded, and the brothers of the Zifeng Syndicate were dumbfounded as well. They looked at each other in utter bewilderment; wasn't this man their Brother Feng's third uncle? Tie him up? This left the brothers of the Zifeng Syndicate feeling deeply helpless. However, they did not dare to slight Zifeng's command in the slightest.

"Commander Shen, if these people dare to act recklessly, shoot and kill them directly. I will bear the consequences," the young man then said coldly to the officer beside him.

"She might have already left Mexico. It's been a month; even if she walked, she could have crossed the interstate highway to the United States," Mo Yao reminded Ye Tianyu indifferently.

Wood shared the same quirk as Young Master Rong: he disliked dining in crowded places, preferring either establishments with high barriers to entry or dining at home, and he specifically chose clubs or such venues for business negotiations.

And the middle-aged man before him had cultivated to the mid-stage of a rogue cultivator; his physical body must have been tempered a hundred times like fine steel. Had he not encountered Zhang Tiansong's top-grade spirit treasure, ordinary magic-treasure-level attacks truly wouldn't have caught his eye.

Fairly speaking, this alien behemoth possessed truly astonishing strength, well-deservedly acting as the overlord of the mountains and lakes spanning hundreds of miles. With its peak mortal-realm cultivation, terrifying bulk, and robust vital energy, it could even contend somewhat with beings of the Dao realm.

The phone was ruthlessly hung up. The other party must have thought Autos was insane! One hundred per US dollar? Did he think this money fell from the wind? Although Americans were wealthy, very few people could casually pull out billions of dollars.

Because the restriction range of the Array-Breaking Platform was not large, Wang Te only needed to wait for an opportunity to break free.

However, if it was an Infant-stage Zen cultivator like Abbot Jingzhen who was hitting people, then there would be no problem at all.

Sun Zhong happily put the jade bracelet on her wrist, her expression looking as though she had picked up a massive bargain.

Of course, she did not observe for long. Just glancing casually, she took out all her worldly possessions and placed her bet on Li Nanshan of the third combat ring.

"Don't talk nonsense. How could I possibly do anything to you? At most, I'll just borrow those two magic treasures of yours to study for a few days," Sin-Eater glanced sideways at Ye Long's weapon and said.

"Of course not! This car is my favorite, and nowadays it's practically impossible to buy!" the man raged angrily.